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[stabwalkstab]

*You're a little surprised at yourself that you're actually doing this. But true to your word, you pull up outside of Sleuth's office, and step out of the car to go knock on the door. You're a little bit late, since fussing with the rest of the Crew about taking the car with the least amount of bullet holes in it took some time

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[keygunnings]

[>PS: Drop whatever it is that you were doing and go answer the door.

You had been in the process of making a fort out of some of the items you had lying around the office, since you were getting a bit hungry, and imaginary candy corn always helps you feel better when you're hungry. You give up on the idea upon hearing a knock at the door, though, knowing it is probably Slick who can give you real, material food. You have to say, imaginary candy corn kind of pales in comparison to that (well, that is if this isn't just some setup, and Slick isn't planning on poisoning your food or something equally silly; the thought doesn't bother you too much, since being discreet like that is just not his style).

You open the door, and sure enough, it's Slick. Even though you were expecting him, it's still a bit surreal to actually see him there.]

I was beginning to think you weren't gonna show.

[stabwalkstab]

I got held up. You ready?

*You glance around him into his office. Huh, it's not as bad as you expected. Not that you would have been able to say anything if it was-- except for the bit that's Droog's your hideout is something of a wreck.*

[keygunnings]

[You nod.] As I'll ever be.

[You notice Slick looking into your office and begin to wish you hadn't been in the middle of building that fort. It must look pretty ridiculous to outsiders.]

[stabwalkstab]

Then get in.

*Ordinarily you might chide him on it, but right now you're too hungry to bother. You turn and head back to the car.*